Chapter 17

As Mikayla laughed, tears streamed down her face.

Images from her previous life of being beaten, cursed at, and tortured at the mental hospital flashed before her eyes.

In the flashback, the hefty caretaker had gripped her by the hair, forcefully pulling her away and causing her only bowl of plain soup to spill.

They would even forcefully pinch her mouth when she refused to take her medication, shoving handfuls of pills down her throat.

Mikayla always thought it was the mental hospital deliberately tormenting her to please

Jerome.

Little did she know, the demonic woman from the previous life was Kylie’s relative.

So, all the misery she endured in the mental hospital was orchestrated by Kylie.

Thinking about the abuse she suffered and the torment from stomach cancer, Mikayla wished she could immediately strangle Kylie.

Why did she have to be so cruel?

Jerome, who clearly loved Kylie so much, had even sent Mikayla to the mental hospital for the former’s good.

Why wouldn’t Kylie let her go? Why did she have to harm her?

Jerome looked at Mikayla on the floor.

Although she had suggested keeping the audio call on, he still worried that something might go wrong, so he followed her up.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed Mikayla attacking someone as soon as the elevator doors opened.

She lay slumped amidst a chaotic mess of fruits, her eyes vacant, her body seemingly devoid of strength.

Though her face showed a smile, tears flowed incessantly, as if she had suffered some painful and tragic ordeal, radiating endless hatred and resentment.

Strangely, Jerome’s heart didn’t fill with anger at her madness. Instead, a dull ache

serthed within him:

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considered going to help Mikayla when he

and the red marks on her neck from Mikayla’s grip, Jerome instruct ed the woman who was

the first ald

and then

at her arm. “Get up.”

he pulled at her arm, it was as if he

suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

What’s with this madness again?” he asked, furrowing his

voice. Her eyes began to focus, and her

felt a sense of relief.

to be with Kylie after the divorce?”

voice was hoarse, and her tone betrayed

furrowed brows tightened

someone’s life over this?”

first aid kit!”

trying to

moment, carrying

Mikayla stand up, but she coldly pushed him away.

got back to her feet on her own, adjusted her

find out what had happened,

out a stifled

was the one responsible for the disturbance, Jerome

to a complete stop. “Shall we go to

shook

deeper, and it would have needed

asking, “Who was that person just now? Why did she come

forced a faint smile. “She might have

and you’re still defending her. I think we should call the police and have

brows, Kylie said to the round–faced woman, “Aunt Agatha, please go back for now. If there’s

to leave, but she could tell it

you need someone to look after you tonight, call

asked Kylie, “What just happened? Why

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